A/N: Sorry I took so long to update, I just couldn't think of a decent chapter following the last. Hope this one is decent.
Disclaimer: I'm not even going over this again.
Hermione Granger POV
Harry darted his eyes from mine as I tapped my foot, waiting for an explanation. How could he do this to me? We were friends, weren't we? " Hermione…it's not you-it's me" he stuttered, fingers strumming through his raven hair. I rolled my eyes. Who did he think I was, an idiot? " Honestly, Potter, this isn't some cliché Hollywood movie, this is us! How could you just leave me there with absolutely no explanation?" Harry's eyebrows raised to his hairline. " You-you just called me Potter. You never call me Potter" he fumbled, his voice near breaking. Had I said that? Oh, well never mind. " It doesn't matter anyways-"
" Yes it does" he interrupted. " It means that you're bloody furious with me. I didn't want to, but I had to take care of some business. Don't you have any secrets?" he asked. I thought back. I must have some secrets. There was the Pez collection-no, wait, I admitted that last Saturday. The mustard-filled knickers? Ugh, that was the first one I let free! How could I not have any juicy secrets?
I then remembered all the notes we had passed in class, and how many laughs we had shared over comical doodles. " No, I don't, because I thought we were best mates" I yelled. I stormed up to my dormitory, tears racing down my cheeks.
Harry Potter POV
When did this suddenly turn into a nightmare? Hermione had just chewed me out (while making some fairly valid points, I must admit) and now she was up in her room, most likely crying out crude names rhyming with my name (which I wouldn't blame her for). How was it that last time it went as smooth as butter (with the slight exception of Quirrelmort trying to kill me, and a certain Potions professor out to get me), but now I created havoc at every turn? Ugh, I desperately needed to clear my head.
I decided to take a walk around the Forest. This timeline I was unafraid of the terrors it held. I actually pitied a creature who tried to disturb me. This year had been slightly uneventful. I realized my relationship with Hagrid only begun when he visited me at the Dursleys, and I had no idea if Fate had changed that. It certainly seemed so, as Hagrid was known to only give a polite nod and the occasional 'hello'. I missed him, and Professor McGonagall, but found Professor Flitwick a refreshing substitute.
Snape had come as a shock to me. Of course, he still favored the Slytherins best, but Ravenclaw was not nearly so low as Gryffindor had been. There were still moments when he insulted or snapped at a student, but I found the education in a far better state. If I stayed 'till 5th year, I might even manage to score an Outstanding.
Dumbledore as well had been acting…different. He had been eyeing Quirrel too long, but I hadn't noticed it before, when I thought of him just as a kind and grandfatherly Headmaster. This just had to do with Perenelli, I'm sure of it. What was it with her that was different before? Was it somehow connected to the Malfoys' conversation?
I was so deep in my thoughts that I had almost not noticed the topic of my thought's voices nearby. Almost.
A/N: Hope you liked it! The 16th (Is it really the 16th? Wow, it's been a long way since the beginning) might come up tomorrow.